Burial amidst Gods

The awakening originates in chaos. But once it is so conceived the very existence begins to live a peculiar life of its own tempted to let that chaos embrace it. After much of an abstract inbreeding the reality starts degenerating. One speck at a time. And whenever it is reached the remedy lies in the power of questioning seeking yourself - out of sheer hope of sense and sensibility.Burial amidst Gods is a poetic dialogue set in the judgement hour The only difference is that there is neither any judge nor any culprit. There might be me. It might be you. And then someone taps on the wall Silence Silence. This time you chose not to.....